The Jilted Heiress' Return To The High Life

Chapter 1348:

Saul tilted his head back, resting it against the cold, sterile wall. His gaze shifted sideways to Matias, voice low and strained. “Do you truly believe we can deceive Miss Holland?”

The name alone carried weight. Both of them had seen what she was capable of—her reach, her influence, the way her presence seemed to silence a room. It was fear wrapped in elegance. And Saul could never forget how Nate valued Corrine—as if the entire world revolved around her.

Matias stared blankly at the ceiling tiles, lost in his own brooding thoughts. “Let’s hide it as long as we can,” he murmured. His voice was tinged with a weariness that bordered on despair. “With any luck, by the time Miss Holland returns… Mr. Hopkins will have opened his eyes.”

A long sigh escaped Saul. “Let’s hope so.”

Meanwhile, the hotel lobby buzzed with morning chatter. Everyone had gathered after breakfast—everyone except Corrine.

Frowning, Mandy decided to go back to the room to check on her. But just as she was about to enter an elevator, the doors of another elevator slid open.

softly against the polished floor. There was something different about her. Gone was her usual veil of calm indifference. Now, her brows were drawn tight, and a cold sharpness lingered in

chest tightened. Her instincts flared.

hard and quickened her steps. “Miss Holland, is something

snapping to Mandy like a spotlight. Her eyes—clear, focused,

along her back, spreading like icy fingertips

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upcoming ventures and the long-term strategies each

the project lead, Emily stood at the forefront—designated speaker, the face of

unreadable expression, a wave of unease washed